I’m blessed … but my quiver is fullPublished 10:32am Thursday, August 29, 2013
By Dr. James Troglen
Sons are a heritage from the Lord; children a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one’s youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. (Psalms 127:3-5).
What a great text and while it speaks of sons it is equally valid to apply grandchildren to the text. My wife and I are blessed to be the grandparents of a handsome, tall grandson named Hoyt and two sets of beautiful twin granddaughters; Alexis and Liberty Troglen, and Asa and Adeline Corbin.
Often our kids and their spouses have entrusted the children to our care and we appreciate it more than we can ever say. Still, it leads to some interesting adventures.
Last week I was “invited” to go with Asa, Adeline, mom and dad as the girls went to see a special eye doctor in Birmingham. What an adventure.
First, imagine sitting between two three-year-old twin girls for well over an hour and a half (each way) while they each call “Poppa, Poppa” and expect you to answer both simultaneously. I might add my leg and seat room was equivalent to sitting on a Folgers one pound coffee tin between two St. Bernard’s in a canoe.
What a joy to have a McDonald’s breakfast with them. Amazing isn’t it that a child who will not eat potatoes will demand your hash browns on a trip and then when done share them with her sister – not you, the real owner of them!
Equally challenging is to find a way to entertain them while mom and dad talk to the doctor in a conference room. You can of course play the proverbial hop scotch on the differing color floor tiles but that wears thin. We then spent time exploring the exam rooms up and down the hall.
Did you know a box of rubber gloves when blown up and the wrists tied can make more than 150 turkeys to color and scatter around an exam hallway? Tongue depressors make wonderful bridges from one room to the other especially if propped up with rolls of gauze and tape.
Did you know most nurses store their lunch sodas in the staff fridge and that it only takes a small pry bar made out of a spoon to open that fridge and enjoy the refreshing taste of Pepsi? Did you knew they usually have the ice machines that make the nice soft ice that little ones love to crunch on? Did you also know that nurses have short fuses and absolutely no sense of humor over such things?
Then of course there is the great trip to Cracker Barrel for lunch where you get to wear their lunch home in your hair and on your shirt – I’m talking about pancakes folks with lots of syrup and butter. It’s not so bad until the local dogs follow you to the car salivating as bad as Pavlov’s pooch.
While at Cracker Barrel the little ones find the doll section deliberately placed there by domestic terrorists to bleed the American economy dry. What grandfather can resist the words of two three-year-olds holding a baby doll swing and tearfully saying, “I really need this, really, really I do.” So you buy two and max out another credit card.
Have you ever ridden back for an hour and half holding two baby doll swing sets each about 28 inches by 24 inches in a space designed to hold two boxes of Cheerios? And of course they take a nap and lean on you as well.
Sounds like a nightmare right? No, it was an absolute joy especially when they reach over and grasp your arm in their little hands as they sleep and at day’s end say “Poppa, you’re my best friend.”
Truly I am blessed. But – listen kids – My quiver is full OK?
Dr. James Troglen is pastor of First Baptist Church of Wetumpka.